Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Even the biggest Source World was but an island in the huge ocean that was the chaos.

They were definitely not on the same level.

What would it be like to expand the primitive land to such a massive size as the chaos?

What kind of power would the ruler of this primitive land possess?

"Previously, these secondary worlds could also be considered a type of downgrading, but they could not be considered perfect—a kind of 'pseudo downgrading', if you will," the ancestry-level bloodline explained. "Through complicated methods, the secondary worlds could be reversed and restored to the main world."

"So it was possible to reverse secondary worlds..." Zen raised his eyebrows.

"Yes," the ancestry-level bloodline said. "However, if the Snake Masters unify the whole chaos and complete the downgrade, then there will be no turning back for the main world. By then, the entire main world will collapse, and the chaos will be able to expand indefinitely, occupying all the space of the main world."

"Sounds good," Zen said with a smile.

As creatures living in the secondary world, the third-grade world was obviously more suitable for Zen and the others. He had been at a loss in the higher-level Abstruse Energy World.

In other words, the creatures in the third-grade worlds and the four-grade worlds were against each other.

"But the Snake Spirit King's goal is to return to the main world, right? Is he really going to ruin his plan by doing this?" Zen asked suddenly.

"From the very beginning, the Snake Spirit King was wrong. He will definitely pay for his stubbornness," the ancestry-level bloodline replied. "Now, you must devour as many of these heads as you can so that you may expand your primitive land. Only by seizing this opportunity can you defeat the other party in the competition."

"How?"

"I will help you."

The edge of Zen's primitive land suddenly cracked, forming a crack that was a thousand miles wide.

As soon as the crack was formed, groups of heads started to chomp on it from the outside.

as soon as the heads started to bite down, countless bamboo shoots

Crack! Crack! Crack!

shoots rammed into the heads, chewing down on them till they were ground to pieces.

truly teeth?" Zen's eyes widened.

replied the

had been preparing for this day ever

finally appeared, it was time for it to show

devoured the first batch of heads, Zen suddenly felt his cinnabar field swelling slightly. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is the

more heads it devours, the faster the expansion will be,"

it finished speaking, the crack at the edge of the primitive land once again opened, and

short period of time, the primitive land had expanded

were still trying their best to destroy those heads. Only then did Zen understand what the ancestry-level bloodline meant: these heads were all his food, and his alone.

he used the mother butterfly to sense the location of his inner world. After a while, he said loudly, "You

made her shadow slash several heads into two pieces. "That's true, but we can't just sit still and wait for death," she said

found another way,"

made the others stop in their tracks. They all looked at him expectantly.

days or maybe even weeks. But their bloodline power would eventually grow exhausted. The same went for the three Chaos Ancient Gods. It was only a matter of

knew this, and were

strange flying heads gnawing at their

the large

Goddess then asked Zen with

rough calculation inwardly. Finally,

Pear Hill. After having flown in the chaos for so long, they were slowly closing the distance. They would

Fuxi, brows furrowed tightly.

the Pear Hill enter my primitive

warriors and three Chaos Ancient Gods

you kidding? How could your inner

a mountain, it was as big as a large